Little Goat Mountain transient

The girl did not want him, and she instinctually tucked her tail close to her rear to signal this. Ithrik grew impatient with her and growled coldly. The burning in his gut was rising again, and he would need to release himself before too much longer. With a demanding snap of his teeth, the devil warned her to allow him close to her. “The pups you have will be much easier to fuck,” he snarled at her, already having grown tired of her body and the way her empty sockets stared at him. The vile hound wanted to be free of the vacant stare that met him, but he imagined that he could fuck it out of her.
 
“My whole cock will fit inside them. Then I won’t need you anymore,” the piebald male hissed to her, followed by a wet slurping sound as his tongue lolled from the side of his mouth. He moved to wrap his forearms around her again and pull her closer to him.